Sappho

It has been said that we learn through our hands and fall in love through our eyes. I don't know if either is true, but I suspect both are. One thing I do know is that Eros is the most capricious of deities. We can't control who we're attracted to any more than we can control a sneeze.

Honestly, I do not know what possessed me to attempt to tackle this topic, but here it is: there is no essential difference between male and female poets. In fact, I would bet dollars to doughnuts that in a blind taste test, it would be nearly impossible to accurately guess the gender of any given poet by the poem alone.*** The range of approaches and poetic concerns within each gender grouping are just too vast; in other words the category "women poets" is so broad as to be nearly meaningless.